Not much going on here today so I think I will share a little story with you
Yesterday I was buying a large bag of Winalot dog food in
Tesco for my neighbour who is elderly
and has difficulty managing heavy objects. 
I was standing in the queue at the till when a woman behind me
asked if I had a dog. 
On impulse, I told her that no, I was starting The Winalot Diet again,
although I probably shouldn’t because I’d ended up in the hospital last
time, but that I’d lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care
ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms. 
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and the way that it
works is to load your trouser pockets with Winalot nuggets and simply
eat one or two every time you feel hungry & that the food is nutritionally
complete so I was going to try it again. 
I have to mention here that practically everyone in the queue was by now
enthralled with my story, particularly a chap who was behind her. 
Horrified, she asked if I’d ended up in the hospital in that condition
because I had been poisoned. 
I told her no, it was because I’d been sitting in the road licking my
balls and a car hit me.
